Jane was admiring some pictures of herself that she'd taken. Not for Chris, not really, but maybe she'd show them to him soon. Or just tease him with them - let him look, but not send them to him. She liked teasing him. It felt good to feel wanted, to know that someone was lusting after you, was jerking off thinking about her when they weren't working together, or after they'd chat via text. She liked getting him all hot and bothered, partly because she knew he'd take it out on her when they'd work together. The touching, the flirting.
The getting fucked in the basement.
Jane thumbed through a few pictures - her laying on her bed on her stomach, naked, her bare ass visible in the background. Laying on her back, looking down her body, the camera between her breasts. A close-up of her pussy. Another with her finger inside. Another with her dildo inside. Just a close-up of her face, eyes closed, biting her lower lip. She knew what she was doing in that picture - she was just about to orgasm. She bit her lip. Another of her with her dildo in her mouth. She could taste herself. She wished it was Chris's cock. Maybe she'd get him to take some pictures next time they have fun. Or maybe she'd just tease him with it.
She wasn't working with him tonight, though, sadly. She was in with James. James was fine. Not as fun as Chris. They certainly didn't have the same rapport. He was cute, though, a little goofy. He was a writer, officially, and a bookseller second. Did she want to fuck him? She wasn't sure.
She had to put her phone away, someone had just come into the store.
"Hey Jane," it was Chris, "is James hiding somewhere?"
Chris, Jane thought, was being coy. She hated that.
"Yeah he's in the basement I think. Bundling boxes I think."
"Cool, cool, we were going to grab a drink after work. I just popped by to kill time until then."
He was being so coy.
He strolled to the back and down the stairs to the basement, leaving her upstairs alone.
Time moved by slowly. Chris and James were still in the basement. The shift was coming up on the end and she had to bring all the stuff in. Just then, Chris appeared at the top of the stairs.
"Let me help you with the closing - James is just finishing up the bundling downstairs." Chris brought the bins full of bargain book and table covered in books no one wanted to read that had been reduced in price and weather-damaged so much Jane wondered why they even bothered trying to sell them, while Jane did the slips. There were no customers in the store at this hour. Jane kept stealing glances at Chris. He was making a point, it seemed, of ignoring her.
"You ok?" She finally asked as they were turning off the lights.
"Everything is perfect." He smiled.
"Okaaaay..." She wasn't sure if she believed him. Something was definitely up.
They did the end of day after locking up. Jane grabbed the cash drawer and went downstairs and into the office. She heard Chris coming down the stairs after her. Which was weird because he was going to be hanging out with James. Or so she thought.
She just finished locking the safe when she felt Chris's hands around her. He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her close to him. She could feel his cock pressing against her back through his jeans. His right hand found the waist of her jeans and snuck down the front. Still over her panties, he ran his fingers over her pussy. His left hand went under her shirt to her breast and gave it a squeeze.
"Fuck, Chris!" She gasped, then through clenched teeth, "James is going to catch us!"
"Shhhhh," Chris whispered in her ear, "Don't worry about it."